The Grenada gazette., 1887-10-22

A few days since a colored indi-
vidual, whose cOgnomen has escaped
our memory, came shuflling into our
sanctum and inquired for "de super
tender.' He was clad in back
number pair of pants-Whereon the
exchange editor had apparently made
free use of the shears-and big hick-
ory stick. He had, perhaps, assisted
in disposing of 45 or SO annual crops
of watermelons and 'possums. His
No. II feet were encased in gaiters of
different pedigrees and ages, that
had been constructed-or recon-
structed-with view to ventilation.
After repeating his inquiries for the
"supertenderM we informed him
that for thstiiht being we were vested
with all the powers of that function
ary, though we had rather a vague
idea us to what kind of superior
der' he was seeking. After satisfy
ing himself that he was in the right
pew, he volunteered the information
that he was "wantin to git little
egvice." We told him we thought
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"Sah?" said he, while his eyes
grew wider and whittier.
"Yes, / think he left this morning
on the early train"
''Boss, you don't purZactly under
STAN. Is you de 'supertender?'"
eyes sir, presume / are.'
eyes sab! Well, what I'm alter is
| wants to git little infermashun."
Every sorry, old man." we replied,
"but we just let out the last we had
in stock, this morning,to the Railroad
Commission"
"Yes sab, but boss dat amt what l
want. What I'm alter is dis: You
says you're de 'supertender,' is you ?"
ayes, I'm the 'supertender;' now
fire away and tell me what you
want"
Eyes sab, yes sab! Well, you see,
boss, I'se been livin' in Tennessee,
fo' mile below Memphis, been livin'
dar, workin' long o. Mr.. Chad Har-
ris. Well, you see | wanted to marry
Il 'oman named Viney Wilson, and
Mr.. Harris he gin me q paper to de
clu'k-n
''TO the what!
"To de clu'k, sab. to de merrige
cluk."
ooh, yes! Well, drive ahead"
ayes sab. Yes sab, he gin me u
paper to de clu'k fur to git license
on de six munts prObashun.'
"How's that? Marry on six months
probation ?"
"Yes sab, dat's what he said; sho'
did sab! six munts probashuD, an /
TUX de paper to de clu'k an gin it to
i'm, an he gin me de licen' an l
paid i'm fo' bits fur it. Den, when |
got my licen,' l tuk'n went on back
did, an when l got back dare wus
teacher dar on de place, name o.
Jim Patton, he wuzn't no preacher,
sab, jes' teacher, (I'ze preacher
myself, but he wuzn't no preacher
tall, jes' nuthin hut a schule teacher;
we'll, Jim he marrid us on de six
munt's probashun. Well, den, alter
while, my wife she quit ME an TUX
up wild anoder man. Dat wuz bout
two year ergo. Well, bout six
munts ergo she tuk'n died-so /
hy'rd-an' l wants to marry agin, Il
oman livin' bout five mile in de
country, an whats | wants to know
is dere any berjeckshuns to my mar
ryin' agin. Now, boss, you see |
could jes' gone on an got merried
dout sayin' anything bout it; now,
yer kno' yerself, dat | could jes'
gone long an got merried an never
eben tol' enybody dat eber had er
wife befo' dis one what I'm gwine tn
git now; but I'm man Whut always
tries to do de right thing by every
body, an so tho't I'd jes' cum an
tell yu all erbout it,an' It's jes' like l
tell yu,"
"Well, old man," said we, "in the
language of the immortal Davy
Crockett, (who was the greatest bar
hunter of my acquaintance, except,
perhaps, Lewis Majet and Tai. Thom-
as), in the sublime language Of the
immortal David, he sure you're
right then go ahead Now, to sum
up this case: If your license was
only issued for six months, and the
six have expired. and if the person
who otficiated in the execution Of the
marriage writ was not legally au-
thorized SO to perform, and If your
wife has absconded from your domi.
cile and affections, and assumed
matrimonial relations with another
man, and If she is, furthermore, de.
ceased, dead and defunct, then, all
the premises being duly consid-
cred, It is the judgment of this court
that YOU are at liberty to marry just
as soon as you can get three dollars
and woman; these articles being
considered indispensable pre-requii..
sites by demonstration of this State
"Yes sab! Theank'ee, sir.'
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